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Thursday, July 11, 2019

Multi-level marketing

Posted By on Thu, Jul 11, 2019 at 8:30 AM

People fall into two categories when it comes to multi level marketing: They either recognize that it's a bullshit industry, or they've invested thousands in a company and are not making the money they thought they would make. Who is buying into this?—Perplexed
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Monday, April 15, 2019

You are a no-good, awful, man

Posted By on Mon, Apr 15, 2019 at 1:32 PM

But this bitch is for myself, because I still love you. I will never, ever, say it, but I do.
—Dumb bitch
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Friday, December 2, 2016

Lonely Little Woman

Posted on Fri, Dec 2, 2016 at 4:00 AM

no one respects you where you work. You do all the hardest, most disgusting jobs and sing to yourself while doing them. Your boss and one particular co worker are sleazy a-holes who make you feel *worthless* Just remember when you finally reach your little home after a day out in cold, facing a hard cruel world you'll finally be alone.—me2me
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Monday, May 9, 2016

Suicide

Posted on Mon, May 9, 2016 at 4:16 PM

depression, is no friend. i have to fight everday not to jump off a bridge anyone else been here there and how to get pass it? —sigh
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Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Help for a Broken Heart

Posted on Wed, Feb 24, 2016 at 4:00 AM

You came into my life when I least expected it, but needed it the most. You showed me true love. I hadn't felt true love in the 7 years I was with the last guy but I felt it with you. It was perfect bliss. Then the drugs took over, instead of using my love to console you, you turned to something stronger to ease the pain I knew nothing about. The perfect man in all his flaws who I loved with my whole heart turned on me. You're gone now and I don't know how to let go of the old you. I know you're not there anymore but no matter how much I tell myself that I can't seem to let go. You've shut me out completely and now I have no choice. All I was trying to do was help and naturally you pushed me away. How do I heal a broken heart? Someone please tell me. Do I need something stronger? We have all the same friends, we go to all the same places, I can't go or do anything without being reminded of him. —Finding it hard to function these days
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Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Not everyone likes the term 'CISgender'

Posted on Wed, Jan 13, 2016 at 4:00 AM

Ok, I get it. If you can spread the term 'Cisgender' around until it is the politically correct term, then you can imply that Cisgender vs transgender is a choice that everyone makes. This is good for transgender people because it implies that their decision is something every does and not just the transgender crowd. Well, you are wrong. I am part of a group that disagrees with your overly simplistic binary view of gender identification —a feminist at heart
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Thursday, December 24, 2015

Child abuse

Posted on Thu, Dec 24, 2015 at 4:00 AM

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I hate that I can't make or sustain any real friendships. That I am afraid of people, in general. That therapy, medication and even hospitalization haven't been able to make me into someone able to connect with others in a friendly, mutually-enjoyable way. That the advice to "love yourself" is unfathomable in the complete absence of friendships. Another Christmas and New Year without hope. And no, I don't openly say this stuff to anyone in real life, beyond therapy. I am too aware and busy practicing smiling at people, asking open-ended questions and trying not to fall apart. —Hurting
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Thursday, December 17, 2015

Stupid, stupid, stupid

Posted on Thu, Dec 17, 2015 at 4:00 AM

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Oh my gahd, drunk self: you suck. I just want to write it out to you that it's not okay to shake hands with strangers and simultaneously accuse them of being closed off. It's not okay to dance so hard that others are sore and it's not okay to turn green with rage when your partner's mood shifts. Drunk self: I'm embarrassed of you. You're not charming, and you're not fair. You're not a little bit funny. You're the worst, and I'm super done with you. To the perfectly decent people I probably insulted in some shitty way or another on the weekend: I am sorry. I am sucky. —Sobering Jo
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Monday, November 9, 2015

It's all an act

Posted on Mon, Nov 9, 2015 at 4:00 AM

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I have multiple mental illnesses. I have for most of my life, and I will for most of my life. I talk a bit about it. I talk about the warm and fuzzy parts, the kind of things you see on made-for-TV movies. I talk about the parts of my struggles that I have overcome. But what I leave out is the pain I still feel. The agonizing compulsions, the terrifying thoughts. If I spoke the truth, I wouldn't be considered the ~resilient~ woman anymore. It's a lonely life when everyone thinks you're this strong person who has overcome adversity and is now on the other side, but in reality you're probably worse off than before. And when I try to reach out, I'm met with words like "I thought you were better" or, "you're strong, you'll be fine". I'm sad and I'm hurting and I've built up this act for so long and now I feel like some sick and torturous version of the boy who cried wolf. But I cried health. There is no one in my life who cares enough to read between the lines. It's a lonely existence. —Happy, but not really and I want you to know
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Wednesday, October 7, 2015

im so lonely...

Posted on Wed, Oct 7, 2015 at 4:00 AM

im so lonely rn, I just really want your company... there aren't many places I feel comfortable or enjoy;;; I just want friends... but al of the people ignore my posts and only like people posts who have comfort. I go to the club and dance, nobody likes to dance tho.. when I update my status you just scroll past it;;; — im a succulent rn..
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Friday, July 10, 2015

Regret

Posted on Fri, Jul 10, 2015 at 4:00 AM

"I ran out of white dove feathers/to soak up the hot piss that comes from your mouth every time you address me" - F.A. on Regret, perfectly summing up that moment when the bubble bursts. —Should'a known better
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Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Empty Bottles and Cigarette-butts

Posted on Tue, Jun 23, 2015 at 4:00 AM

You ever zoom-out for a sec, register all those little details that pollute our incessant minds, your inane personal history and personality and realize that none of it REALLY matters in the scheme of things? THIS is why there has been a pursuit of meaning among the bored and disillusioned for thousands of years - because there clearly ISN'T any, at least of a sort that makes sense to the wormish human race. There's both a weird relief in this realization and a damp disappointment, like a fire-cracker that was supposed to light-up and dazzle but just fizzes out and dies instead. Many believe Life's an 'organism' of some kind - maybe... a neurotic mentally-retarded voyeur that never shuts the fuck up and dies... And yet they continually insist that they are 'special 'r 'divine in origin. Still afraid of the empty darkness.... —I don't mind and I don't care either...
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Sunday, June 21, 2015

respect the sea

Posted on Sun, Jun 21, 2015 at 4:00 AM

As the title suggests. The sea is unpredictable, and if you're not careful, terrible things can happen. Don't be an idiot. Be fucking careful. There are already tons of warning signs posted everywhere. More safety measures aren't needed. Respect the sea. —ocean lover
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Saturday, June 20, 2015

Living Under June

Posted on Sat, Jun 20, 2015 at 4:00 AM

I've got a black and white television
I've got an indigo gas oven
I've got holes in my head
Holes in my head
I've got filthy rotten wall to wall
I've got a couch made out of corduroy
My cat's dyin', words flyin'
Leakin' from the shower stall and that's not all
I can't believe the things I hear
Falling from the atmosphere
Sexual atrocities are happening right over me
And I can't sleep
Living under June
Living under her
—Brunette Arden
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Tuesday, June 16, 2015

The Hope at the Bottom of the Box

Posted on Tue, Jun 16, 2015 at 10:21 AM

I'm still awake. It's 3 in the morning, and I'm afraid to sleep. I lay myself down and panic. After 4 years, she leaves, because she graduated. And I try to keep my head above water. Then the Winter came, and the world was covered in ice. I couldn't leave my home. I thought school would take my mind off the loss, my mind was still with it, but now I had to juggle extra courses. I could never see my friends. I'm surprised any are left. I miss you grandma. Easter weekend. Some kind of divine miracle. I'll see you again someday? I made a new friend. The only one I had in the city, but she left too, a few weeks back. My roommates are leaving as well. No one stays in you Nova Scotia, and I'm stuck owing you money. The subject that I once loved is turning bitter, and illegible. I feel if I had a social life to balance with it, maybe I could see it in a new light. I'm trying to connect with people, but I don't know what they want anymore. I want to just talk to someone. I've been trying too. I want to talk about something besides this, with someone besides myself. Now I have to move back in with my mom, who I never understood, for a life I don't want to live anymore. When Pandora released all evil upon the world, at the bottom of the box was hope. I once thought it was there to give us strength to fight for a brighter future. I now know it was there to lure us in further, so that the evils might envelop us fully. Nothing destroys a soul more than the loss of hope. So fuck you life. Go on and kill the next person. —The Heart Primordial
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